Chapter 240
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Boss is dead? How is that possible? They were still drinking and chatting together in May. How did he die just like that?
He was startled awake by the whistle. He turned to look at the team still training and walked over.
"David." He waved to his assistant manager.
Kerslake ran over. "Tony, why did Mr. Chairman look for you just now?"
Tang En did not answer Kerslake's question. He looked at his assistant and then at the players who were still training and did not know anything. His eyes wandered.
Kerslake sensed that his partner was not normal. He followed Tang En's gaze and turned to look. Everything was normal in training.
"Tony, what's wrong?"
"Well … David, I'll leave tomorrow's training to you. I won't be coming."
"What happened, Tony?" Kerslake asked, finding it increasingly strange.
"I'm going to a private funeral. I think I have to go …"
"Funeral? Whose … "
"Boss, Boss's … funeral."
Kerslake was stunned when he heard Tang En's words.
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In just an hour, the news of Manager Brian Clough's death spread throughout England with the help of the developed Internet and television news networks.
Pierce Brosnan stood in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by fellow reporters like him. Derby City General Hospital had just ended a press conference, and the scene was a little chaotic. At the press conference, Derby City General Hospital's spokesperson not only announced the cause of Clough's death, but also used Clough's wife, Barbara, to praise the hospital's work. "She is very grateful to all the hospital's medical staff for accompanying Clough during his last moments …"
But these were not things that the reporters were concerned about.
Clough's recent poor health was not news. He had undergone a liver transplant a year ago and had been hospitalized many times. But no one thought that this time would really be their final farewell.
"… He was diagnosed with stomach cancer after the liver transplant, but he had always refused to have the surgery. We don't know what Clough was thinking. Until now, he is the most special figure in English football. Many of the things he did and many of the things he said are incomprehensible. But his position here is unquestionable. It's a pity that this special figure has left us forever … "
The BBC reporter next to Brosnan was holding a microphone and reporting live to the camera.
A "special character" …
James Robson, the top reporter who had come with Pierce Brosnan, patted him. "Let's go. There's nothing to see here."
"Where are we going?" Bruce asked.
"Go back and write the report."
"But we haven't interviewed anything valuable yet …"
"What else do you think you can get from the interview? It's not just us, it's the same for the media all over England — go back and look through the Forest team's game videos, find previous news reports related to Clough, and then write the man's memoirs. "Robson shrugged." When he was not dead, he was a guy who liked to be in the limelight. Now that he's dead, he's still in the limelight … The only thing of value here is Brian Clough, the founder of the Nottingham Forest dynasty, a legendary figure in English football, who was liked by many people and also cursed by many for not being dead, is finally dead. "
Robson looked at Bruce and said, "You're surprised why I said that, right? Lad, when I was as young as you, the first interview I completed was to go to the City Ground stadium to report on Brian Clough's appointment as the Forest team's manager. If you were like me and watched how he brought the Forest team to the top and how he constantly went against the media, you would understand how I feel about him … "
The two men walked to the parking lot and got into the car. Then Robson started the car and slowly drove away from the chaotic hospital gate.
"Pierce, have you thought about how to sum up his life? Only one word is allowed. "
As they drove, Robson and Bruce continued the topic.
"Well … I think maybe he's a great manager? Or a successful one … a legend … "
Robson shook his head every time Bruce said a word.
"I can't think of anything." Bruce surrendered.
"You know what, Pierce. At your current age, standing in this era and looking at Clough, you'll think he's a very successful and admirable manager. But the people of our time don't see it that way. To the latecomers, he might be a god, but to us old guys, he's just a person. So, if it were me, I would choose this word — remarkable. "
"Remarkable?"
"Yes." Robson nodded. "He's definitely not the greatest or the most successful manager in the history of English football, but he's definitely the most extraordinary one. He can't be replicated."
Hearing his senior's evaluation of Brian Clough, Bruce suddenly thought of Tony Twain. He always felt that there were many similarities between the two men.
"Compared to him, Mourinho and Tony Twain are just managers with a different style. No one can replicate Brian Clough, no one …" Robson muttered as if he had guessed Brosnan's thoughts.
The car drove past Derby County Football Club's home ground, Pride Park Stadium. Quite a number of mourning fans had already gathered outside the stadium. These people were all old Derby County fans, and they still remembered the legendary experience of how Clough led a Derby County team that no one thought highly of to win the EFL First Division title.
But because Clough had once used underhanded methods such as inciting fans to protest in the streets in order to force the club to submit. Therefore, the old man's relationship with the Derby County Football Club was not very good …
There seemed to be something fluttering in the corner of the car window, attracting Bruce's gaze. He tilted his head to look and realized that it was the flag of the Derby County Football Club. It was usually hung high at the top of the flagpole and was not easy to see. But today, the Derby County Football Club lowered the flag at half-mast for the old manager who was infinitely controversial throughout his life.
He really was an "extraordinary" big shot …
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